Planning

I've ordered most of my veggie seeds and will shortly be beseiged with seed catalogues from various companies. I thought I'd look at them all and decided which would be the best, in the future.

A chap at work keeps horses so that's my manure problem sorted, trouble is I'm not looking forward to the smell in the car when I have to go and collect it. Quadruple sacking and bagging methinks. Just as well the car will be sold at the end of December, but I don't think my partner will like me transporting the brown and smelly stuff in the new one!

The weekend is looming and I'm surprising myself with how keen I am to get up to the allotment, and get stuck in. Loads of ideas in my head, and drawn plans. They just need executing and a weekend of fine weather would be just the ticket

Knackered and back to work for a rest

Spent 5 hrs on the allotment yesterday. It's suprising how much of that time was spent walking up and down the plot, casting a visionary eye over my 'manor'. To be honest, the wandering was between bouts of digging and rather than collapsing on the bench, gasping for breath, I tried to look fit and healthy by pacing and mentally plotting how to create the best allotment, in the world, EVER!

If I hadn't had stopped in between forkfuls, Time Team would have found me 100 yrs from now, and I would have had a whole TV programme dedicated to Ginny the fossilised woman.

Despite my lack of aerated lungs, I did manage to dig over three areas, and churn in the manure to boot.

Garlic is in, as are the onions and broad beans, pretty much all that can be planted now.
I forgot to take the blasted camera up, so pictures will be up at the weekend. Now is a week of work, and boy, do I need it to recover!!